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VERSES WRITTEN IN AN ALCOVE.
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Every ruder gust of passion
Lulled with music dies away,
Till within the charmed bosom
None but soft affections play:
Lulled with music dies away,
Till within the charmed bosom
None but soft affections play:
Soft as when the evening breezes
Gently stir the poplar grove;
Brighter than the smile of Summer,
Sweeter than the breath of Love.
Gently stir the poplar grove;
Brighter than the smile of Summer,
Sweeter than the breath of Love.
Thee the’ enchanted Muse shall follow,
Lissy! to the rustic cell;
And each careless note repeating,
Tune them to her charming shell.
Lissy! to the rustic cell;
And each careless note repeating,
Tune them to her charming shell.
Not the Muse who wreathed with laurel
Solemn stalks with tragic gait,
And in clear and lofty vision
Sees the future births of fate;
Solemn stalks with tragic gait,
And in clear and lofty vision
Sees the future births of fate;
